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Yowza baby

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oKaY dAdDy

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fucking wish i was that bass

hot damn this pic does things to me

reblog this with the best sixx pic you got

please it's for a good cause

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this was one of nikki’s best eras and i feel robbed because the world didn’t get to see enough of it

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Nikki Sixx, 1990

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@dumbass-of-darkness gave me the chart and I delivered the meme (tag yourself)

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I think I made a good investment! A bit expensive but it’s definitely gonna last for a hot second.

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(for the boyfriend thing) i’m originally from santorini, greece so i do have a bit of an accent. i’m 4’10 with black curly hair and brown eyes and i also have a nosy ring. i’m a professional ballet dancer and i always dance on pointe but i’m obsessed with glam rock and 80s glam metal. i’m a cancer and i have a really dark sarcastic sense of humor but ialso a huge romantic and a big softie. i’m obsessed with 60s-70s horror movies and I also play bass and piano:)

Tommy for you my dude

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Hi for the bf thing.. I’m 5’6”, have blue eyes, dark brown hair. I love music and art(even thou I’m not good at either). Also like planets and witch stuff. I’m introverted but I can get wild after I’ve got used to you after a while. Thank you 🥺💗

Gotta go with Nikki for my spooky gal!

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I found this photo and ahhh he looks like a little kid whose parents took him to have his portrait taken I CAN'T. 😂😂😂

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Hello! I think I've figured this out, for the bf thing. I'm 5'4, I have half blue and black dyed hair. I love rock music. In my spare time, I draw and go on hill walks. When someone really gets on my nerves, I will snap. I am stubborn. Once I get to know people, I'm more talkative. Is that all that's needed?

Perfectly written! For you I gotta say Mick.

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Can you do this shipping thing with me? I'm not a native English speaker but I'm fluent in two languages and communicative in another two (I try to hide my accent so bad). I'm rather short tempered with a sharp tongue. I know multiple funny facts to the point that some ppl call me Google and I'm capable of sneaking myself into backstage or VIP area of events (not every time but I've done that many times). I'm also one of those ppl who has "an idea" which turns either great or a disaster.

Mick Mars seems like the man for you!

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For the boyfriend thing! I’m tall, 5’11”. Waist length blond hair, grey eyes. Lots of curves. I’m a photographer who’d much rather be out with my camera, listening to music. I’m a bit of a “cool” person, it takes time for me to warm up to people, but when I do I’m loyal AF (I sound like a freaking dog). But I’m not a doormat. I’m not scared to throw a few punches if I need to. I love to laugh and have fun, I tend to be the adventurous friend.

I get strong Tommy vibes for you!!

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Hi :)) for the boyfriend thing I'm 5'0", long straight blonde hair, blue eyes, medium weight and kind of curvy. I have a good sense of humor and I'm very sarcastic and fun. I like go roller skating and try new things with my friends. I usually dress in combat boots, ripped jeans, a band tee, and a jean jacket with a backwards hat.

Hello Ma’am! I would say Vince for you :P

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Together Without You: Chapter 7

A/N: Holy crap this took about 12 million years to write. I hope you all like it :)

You pull away from him. Your hands are still entwined in his and your eyes begin to look around his face. What are you doing? Was this a mistake? Did he even want to kiss you? You have to admit, his lips look infectious and were begging you to touch them. You know in that moment that all you wanted to do was continue to kiss him, but you had to stop for some unknown reason.

“We shouldn’t do this…” You mumble under your breath, breaking your eye contact. 

“Why not?” He questions, pulling your gaze back to him. 

“Because…” You felt the reasons all bubbling up in your head, but they could not come out. None of them felt good enough in that moment to step away from him. Maybe the possible pain of all of this intrigues you. He was something that was so unknown to you and the unknown seems dark and beautiful. 

“Because…” He echoes, smiling devilishly before letting his lips get closer to yours. They touch again and you lean into the way he kisses you. It felt like the first time all over again. His lips are soft which surprises you. You can taste the liquor that he has been drinking throughout the day. The way he tastes is almost as intoxicating as the way his lips pressed against yours. Your hands left his before tracing up his chest and then to his face. Your hand grazed his cheek, letting your fingers run across the stubble that was forming. It was then his turn to pull away.

“Let’s get outta here.” You nod and then you hop into the passenger seat. He starts up the ignition and speeds off into the streets of Los Angeles. You put an arm on his shoulder and a hand on his cheek so you can kiss his neck. He swerves through traffic, seeming to be letting his reckless self out. You feel him slowly pressing the accelerator harder and harder as the time ticks by. A hand leaves the steering wheel and goes to your thigh, holding it tight. You giggle and lean up to his ear.

“I can’t wait to get back to your place.” He smirks and gives your thigh a squeeze.

“You’re a damn tease.” You giggle again and continue kissing him. The car then pulls up a street you had never been down before. The sidewalks are lined with mansion after mansion. Never before have you seen anything like it. The car then pulls into the driveway of a large white house. You can not help but stare a bit as Nikki quickly puts the car into park and yanks the keys out of the ignition. Before you could look away, Nikki pulls you onto his lap, causing a little yip to come out. You two then begin to kiss as your hands get entangled in his long dark locks. His hands begin to explore your body as you wrap yourself in closer to him. Suddenly, the car door swings open and Nikki pulls the two of you out. He carries you across the driveway, your legs wrapped around his waist as he stumbles into the house. You both end up in his bedroom. He was on top of you, touching you all over and you could not help but lean into it. Suddenly, he stopped. You open your eyes to see him staring down at you. 

“What’s wrong?” You ask as he seems to analyze your expression.

“I feel like a dumbass saying this, but is this a good idea?” You felt dumbfounded. How could he be the one who was acting responsible right now? You had to match him.

“No.” You answer bluntly, you weren’t lying to yourself. You knew for a fact that this was a terrible idea. “But we are not known to make good decisions together.” Nikki smirked at this but sat up, distancing himself from you. You sat up too and leaned against the headboard. He looked like a painting. His tattoos were like a tapestry covering him but leaving him so exposed to your gaze. You wanted so badly to touch him and feel that rush again that comes with him.

“This is different though.” He looked down at your stomach, “We have to think of him.” 

“Who?” He looked at you as if you just said that the sky was green. Your mind could not leave him.

“The baby.” He said. His words were a bit cutting, surprised that you would forget about something so important.

“Oh.” You said, feeling your stomach dropping a bit. “Well, it could be a her…” You wanted to not think about this. 

“That’s not the point.” Your gaze drops to the sheets, examining them with great scrutiny. 

“What do you even want from me, Nikki?” 

“I don’t know.” It was blunt, but honest. You could not grasp what he was thinking at this moment. Nothing seemed to make sense to you anymore. “This just… isn’t stable.”

“Of course it isn’t, did you think it would be?” You answer, feeling yourself becoming colder.

“Well, it probably fucking should be.” 

“Do you want to get married or-”

“No.” It was short and stern. 

“Why the fuck not?” And it stung like a knife plunging into your soul. “You said you wanted to be stable. A good dad is stable and marries the women he knocks up.”

“Shit (Y/N), this is different” He runs a hand through his hair, “Stability and marriage are not the same thing. And you don’t want to fucking marry me either.” You fell silent. All you wanted to do was crawl under the sheets and stay there until life was back to where it was before you ever met him. Back to when you were just some waitress putting herself through college. Not a baby mama to some bassist whose favorite past times include getting high and fucking anything that moves. 

“Nikki…You’re asking so much of me.” It wasn’t a yell or anything resembling one. It was just a thought, spoken out for him to hear. “And all I want to know is that you will be there for me.” Finally you looked at his face. He hadn’t stopped looking at you, but there was fear tucked away behind that hard exterior. 

“You know I will be.” It sounded hesitant in your ears.

“I know you will be right now. But what about next week? Or next month? Or when the baby arrives?” You let out a sigh. “Things change Nikki, and I know that you love your life. It will be changing so much so soon and I know it seems like it will be changing for the better, but actually having a baby is so different than thinking about having one.” You feel your heart beating in your chest, wanting it to stop for a second just so you can think without any kind of distraction.

“I know…” He said. 

“So, yeah you’re right, I don’t want to marry you. But I want to know you will be there for me.” He nodded and looked off to the side. You knew your answer. “I think I should go.” 

“No.” You knew he was just being polite. You started to get up.

“It’s ok Nikki-”

“No (Y/N), stay.” He got off the bed and stood beside you. You did what he said and sat back down on the bed. He sat beside you.

“Ok, I’m staying.” You two sat in silence, neither one of you knowing what to say. Because you both knew that whoever started speaking first would be the one to blame. You look over at him and he’s staring at his feet. You look down at them, seeing his leg bouncing up and down rapidly. You place your hand on his knee, hoping he will stop. He doesn’t, but he places his hand on top of yours. For a second, it felt comfortable, like maybe this wasn’t an awful idea. Maybe this could work. You instinctively rest your head on his shoulder. His leg finally stopped bouncing.

“Thank you.” The silence was broken.

“For what?” You say.

“For being patient.” You take your head off his shoulder and squeeze his hand.

“We’re having a baby, I have to be.” Nikki smiles and puts an arm around your shoulder. Neither of you had an answer for what would come next and neither of you wanted it either. This ignorant bliss truly was that, bliss.